Oh, yes.... it is Viva-ing quite nicely, thank you!
It began in yoga class last night, day 6.... the creeping tantrum of the Inner Child, asking questions that were rich with whine:
"Why do I HAVETA do this???"
"Is this punishment?"
"My back hurts, I gotta pee, are we THERE yet?????"
I came out of class to a few problems via email.
I woke up this morning and tested out my new contacts only to find one eye woefully under-prescription.
These things are all really not important in the whole grand scheme of life:
but what is?
That the resistance is finally on the table:
that I get to digest and compassionately encounter the very parts of my psyche that wish not to push past anything that doesn't
feel good, that seek out any possible road around discomfort.
Quite frankly, I am looking forward to the challenge - even though I have a heart full of love
and a mind bent on making things beautiful
I am strong, resilient and completely prepared to kick ass when the need arises:
right now it just happens to be my own.
I will overcome my own walls: I will go take class tonight.
Through the fear go I - no shortcuts!!!!